C22 Martial Spirit Revealed

Meng Hao's eyes turned cold, and he quickly retreated. It was as if there was a shadow of a dragon, and in a flash, he managed to dodge Zhao Jinming's attack.

"You're quite fast." Zhao Jinming smiled. He clenched his fist, and a grey longsword appeared in his hand. The sword was emitting a sharp aura, and it could be seen from the aura fluctuations